Miao Liu died, and he died so simply, using his soul as a bargaining chip to trade with the demon soul.

For the sake of the country and the people he loves, he is willing to let the demon soul chew his soul to pieces.

At this time, the man in white was talking and laughing, saying that he wanted Miao Liu's soul to eat the demon soul.

How can a soul that has been shattered be reborn and devoured?

Maybe the man in white was drunk and full of nonsense.

"If you want to be a lover, you need two powers of love from two people. ”

There was not a drop left in the wine jug of the man in white, and he was still reluctant to throw away the jug, salivating and smelling the aroma of the spout.

"A person is a flower lotus, and it is the power of love. The man in white looked at the sixth master intently, and said so sincerely: "A person is the sixth master, and it is the power of love." ”

The more he speaks, the more mysterious it becomes, and people can't understand it.

The man in white seemed to know that his words were incomprehensible, but he still didn't change his mind, and said things that made people even more incomprehensible: "If you want to do this, you must first release Hua Qinglian's love power." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and gave a deep salute to the woman in the white dress, winked and smiled: "There is a ghost envoy of Lao Baijun, who uses impermanence to smash the colorful crystal ice. ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman in the white dress did not hesitate, and pulled out the impermanence slash with her backhand, and the sword body was a bunch of ice blue.

The cold light flashed, the colored ice splashed everywhere, and the man in white shouted: "Bai Jun's men are merciful!" and then drilled into the sword wind and snatched out the beauty in the ice.

Half of his white robe was cut by the blade of the sword, almost injuring his flesh and skin, and he would rather use one back to face impermanence than hurt the beauty in his arms.

At the moment when the sword blade smashed the crystal ice, the sixth master was also shocked, the impermanence of the white monarch of the underworld was actually immortal!

Immortal magic and demon method, colorful crystal ice is condensed by the sixth master with demon method, and the impermanence is only a fierce offensive, and there is no mercy at all.

If this sword is cleaved, the blue lotus in the ice will be buried in an instant.

Where is this to release Hua Qinglian's love power? Obviously, it is to let her die and take her life.

When the man in white shouted mercy, the sixth master rushed up and pushed out the demon wind under his palm, he had no intention of hurting people, but just helped Impermanence to stop the offensive.

This sword shocked all directions, and after retracting the blade of the sword, the woman in the white dress who split the sword was also pale, and her eyes were full of horror, as if she didn't believe that the power of her sword was so powerful.

She stood in place stunned with the impermanence slash in her hand, and the man in white turned sideways and smiled bitterly at her: "Can you bother Bai Jun, put away the impermanence slash first, I have a headache when I see this sword." ”

The ice blue was still in the sheath, and the woman in the white dress was shocked, not daring to show the panic in her eyes, and looked sideways away.

Hua Qinglian reclined in the crook of the arm of the man in white, still unconscious, as if sleeping peacefully in the ice.

The man in white looked at the sixth master, sighed briefly, lowered his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "You are ready to bear the power of love." ”

His big hand pressed Hua Qinglian's forehead and whispered softly to Hua Qinglian: "You have slept for a thousand years and suffered for a thousand years, and it is time to get up and taste something sweet." ”

The words fell, the cold on Qinglian's body dissipated, the beauty's face gradually turned ruddy, and in a few moments, Hua Qinglian woke up.

When she woke up, she saw the man in white in front of her, her eyes were shocked, and the corners of her lips murmured: "Is Xiaoliu saved?"

In the millennium, she only had Miao Liu in her heart, and after waking up, the first person to ask was still Miao Liu.

The man in white nodded, helped Hua Qinglian up, led her to look at the sixth master, and asked lightly, "Who do you think he is?"

Not far away stood a young man, dressed as a general, just like the outfit he wore when he was crowned in the past, so handsome and majestic.

It was also on that day that Xiao Liu never returned, and when he saw him again, Qinglian was dead, and his soul was introduced into the demon world by Bai Impermanence, and he saw Xiao Liu covered in injuries, falling to the ground, trapped by the sky net, and being smelted by demon fire.

Now, he stood here in good shape, as close as he had ever been.

"Little Six. ”

The beauty shed tears, Hua Qinglian didn't want to wait for a moment, she threw herself into Miao Liu's arms.

How I wish that everything in my head was just a nightmare, and at this moment, forever back to the year of his crown, never to be separated again.

Qinglian hugged Xiao Liu, for fear that he would leave again, her two arms tightly wrapped around his waist, her head was on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and she couldn't stop crying.

The power of love, it turns out to be like this.

It makes people's hearts palpitate, it makes people sour, and it makes people's eyes wet.

Actually, the sixth master didn't know Hua Qinglian, he married the man in the ice because he knew that she was a mortal, so he gave her the title of the lady of the demon ancestor, because he was afraid that the monster would treat the mortal as blood food in his mouth.

For thousands of years, he only regarded this woman as a savior, and now, Qinglian sobbed in his arms, breaking his heart.

What does it matter if you recognize it or not?

The sixth master felt the power of Qinglian's love, which was the power that had been accumulated for thousands of years.

At this moment, time freezes, and the air seems to freeze as well.

The sixth master had an idea in his heart, and this idea made him feel terrible.

He doesn't want to be the sixth master anymore, he doesn't want to be the demon ancestor anymore, he wants to be the little sixth, and be the little follower of Hua Qinglian in his childhood.

"So, you feel it, don't you?"

The man in white looked at the pathos in the eyes of the sixth master, waited for a long time, and asked him gently.

The sixth master laughed, laughed bitterly, laughed sadly.

"Tell me, what can I do to be a lover?"

The sixth master asked, the sour question, the sincerity of the question.

"As I said, you need two powers, you feel the power of love, and now only the power of your love is missing. The man in white threw away the wine jug, took a step closer, and asked the sixth master lightly: "Are you willing to give love to your lover?"

The sixth master once saved people and the country with the power of one person, and once broke through eight formations alone with the power of one person, and even fought with thousands of demons with the power of one person.

He is a strong man, and now there are tears in the corners of his eyes.

Tears slipped to his mouth, the corners of the sixth master's lips were bitter, he didn't answer whether he wanted to, and simply asked again: "What should I do?"

The man in white took a step closer, only a stone's throw away from the person embracing him, he smiled lightly and replied to the sixth master: "You close your eyes, I'll tell you." ”

The moment he closed his eyes, the man in white shot like electricity, and pushed his palms together, knocking the demon soul out of the boy's body.

At this time, it suddenly snowed heavily, and he couldn't see anything, so he took advantage of this opportunity to take the demon soul aura and go into the snow in the air.

The demon spirit woke up, looked at the white expanse everywhere, and saw that he had no shape, and was instantly confused.

When I was confused, I heard someone laughing and talking: "The demon soul is also a kind of soul, and it is very coincidental that I have some opinions on the matter of the soul." ”

The person who laughed and talked was a man in white, and the cold air around him was even worse than that of a monster.

It looks familiar, it seems to have been seen, but it is vague.

The man in white saw the brilliance of the demon spirit flickering, knew that he was wandering in doubt, sighed, and said to himself with a wry smile: "After the soul is separated, I really forgot about each other, such a long story, it seems that I have to tell it again." ”